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[ at first, the audio recording is nothing more than laboured breathing-- which could easily mean that there's either a pervert or a stalker on the other end of the line. however, the awkward silence is shattered by a halted cough followed by something akin to a groan. ... maybe it's a sick pervert. ]

-- is anyone good at stitchin' out there...?

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VOICE;

[wordtowise]

-- Lavi..?! I-Is that you..?

Are you alright? Please, say something--! Are you still there?!

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[bookbinds]

[ it takes a while for the voice to register, but even deliriously sprawled on the floor, a ~*bookman*~ isn't about to forget something elementary like that. ]

... oh, hey, Rhyme. Say somethin'... what about a joke?

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[wordtowise]

[ She can't help but sigh a bit and crack a small, shaky smile to herself-- At least he's at least a bit well enough to joke around. But he's still hurt, and from the sounds of it-- badly at that. Her worried tone is back on. ]

Lavi, where are you right now? Do you need help to the infirmary?

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[bookbinds]

I'm... [ where is he. ] ... on my floor. Makin' friends with the carpet.

[ ... then again, he doesn't really want rhyme to worry. ]

-- but I'm fine, really.

1/2 voice. --aahh sorry this is so late!!

[wordtowise]

[ She sighs again- this time a little more exasperated. Making friends with strange carpets doesn't exactly constitute as "fine", Lavi. ]

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[wordtowise]

--Are you able to walk?